Our Teammate Novels & Stories

he said to himself. As Mr. Gojo finished his last words, the screen went blank again. The other teams seem to be thinking about their strategy. Unlike the first two games, this is not against the other team but against your teammate. If your teammate is slow in picking up what you mean, then you both will lose. That's why the right strategy should be considered to make the win much more possible. Raia was about to tell Osamu his ideas, but he was stopped when Rio suddenly approached him.

"We need to get back into soccer. You still have a mean kick." "They're reserved just for you. I'm not interested in soccer. It was always more Johnny's sport than mine." My chest tightened at the thought of John's brightly smiling face on the soccer team. He was a teammate I could always count on. Our passes were flawless with little words needing to be said. We knew each other's moves and plays. It was like we were in each other's heads while we played. "Yeah, he was pretty fu.cking amazing."

His teammate collected the ball and performed a slam dunk. I rolled my eyes and smashed my palm on my forehead in frustration. Zack knew we were the best in this team and could only win if we worked together, but he wouldn't want to. He was so stubborn-headed like me. I gave him a stern look, but he kept a straight face.

It was just a little celebration between us. Music buzzed from one of our teammates’ speakers. Not too loud, but loud enough to keep the place going. I was happy, our team was happy, the coach was happy, everyone was happy. Okay, I lied. Not everyone. Because Riven... All through the remaining minutes of the game, after what happened between him and Mason, or… Me and Mason?

When we got to the Pack square, some of our old teammates had already arrived and they all looked so thrilled. "Alpha Sage, we didn't know you'd be attending. You have got to compete against these other guys. They've been running their mouths about how strong they are, but they haven't met you." One of our teammates said and I looked around to take a look at the other competitors. They looked strong and agile. But I was strong too. Stronger than I ever was, but I wasn't sure I wanted to fight to compete. "Come on sage." Tracy pleaded. "I promise you're going to feel young, wide and free."

he said flatly. Dad’s voice seeped into my head. ‘You both make a good team. I love how well you flow with each other. The best way to protect your teammate is with your back against them. That’s why friends say, they always have each other’s back—‘ “Elara.” “Elara.” “Hey, sweetheart.” I snapped out of my thoughts, staring back at the person in front of me. For a second, his face blurred, and the next second…

And together, my team and I will make it happen. A familiar ping of a message. Kim, one of my trusted team members, is letting me know she's on her way home. A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I read her heartfelt message. She expresses her happiness at having me back at work and the team's collective longing for my presence. It warms my heart to know that I am valued and missed.

The cheers from my teammates and supporters erupted as we celebrated our hard-earned win. Exhausted but elated, we gathered on the field, shaking hands with the opposing team in a show of sportsmanship. The evening sun bathed us in a golden light, a fitting end to a day filled with competition. As we made our way back to the car, sweat-soaked but smiling, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Playing alongside my friends, giving our all on the field, and coming out victorious had been an unforgettable experience, reinforcing the bond we shared both on and off the soccer pitch.

He did the same to the other team members before sitting down. " You have grown taller, if I wasn't a guy I would be drooling over you right now," nikky said jokingly and the rest laughed. " Crazy" Damian added but also smiled. " When are you coming back to base? the whole place feels empty without you bro" Aiden, another of his team mates said handing him a can of soda. " I have some things to settle but I will be there before the tournament" he replied, for a moment he felt Happy because it was good to be back among his friends.

"You came back. You fought for us. We just... helped." "We're a team," Matteo added. "That's what teams do." I leaned back against the couch, exhaustion pulling at me again.